I feel thrown under the bus by management, by my colleagues, and now by my union. Maybe it really is time to say goodbye.
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I can’t wait for “Super Tuesday” to be over so that every other commercial won’t
be political, repetitive (and annoying). Or maybe I should move to the cut the cord thread!
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I am sorry that your friend and neighbor died. That said, I am the property manager. I am not going to let an apartment sit empty just because another tenant is grieving. It is literally my job to get another person moved into that apartment ASAP.
It is low income housing for seniors 62+ in the Midwest. I am not going to run the risk of an elder being homeless and sleeping outside in March just because your friend died and you can not bear to see someone else living in that apartment.
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You have made the most fun part of my job into a nightmare. The process is completely messed up. Why didn’t you start by coming to me and saying - we need to do this - let’s talk about how to proceed? Instead, you have spent hours doing things backwards, involved others in the process in a confusing way, and you can’t seem to focus on a forward process, UGH. Thank goodness we will be done with this very soon and I can go back to getting my job done efficiently, without this craziness!
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Summarize!
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I wish I knew how to support you. You clearly said you didn’t want to talk, couldn’t handle visitors. But it’s been a year and the prognosis only seems to be getting worse. Would love to come and see you, but don’t want to make it about me! Respecting your wishes, sending you a message every other day and praying for you, my friend.
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Okay, so Mom needs all sorts of help of little kinds – her laptop, her iPad, filling prescriptions, managing the mail — and while I am happy to serve as her phone companion while she cries hysterically over these things every day, I am hours away and you live 10 minutes from her — would it KILL YOU TO HELP HER?! And please god, still my mouth when you tell me that you AND siL volunteered AGAIN for massive community theater (excuse me “theatre”) work that’s the EXACT SAME TIME I will be unreachable because they are gonna work onmy @#$- heart and you KNEW THAT.
bangs head on desk. She is so often sad and scared and your whole take is “have to have a life of my own too”. No, no you don’t, you self centered oblivious man. She’s got a couple years left. Omg with you.
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This was one of those days – non-stop until just now. I may actually turn off the phone tonight.
And the carb crash from the foot-long sub did not help this afternoon.
So long Singapore, what an awesome city. More EV than anywhere else. More luxury cars than I’ve ever seen - McLaren, Ferrari, and more.
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It does seem that hell is freezing over.
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I have to unload here, because I typically don’t do what I did today. A woman pulled up to the bread store right behind me, very quickly. She exited her car and walked to the far entrance. I walked to the near entrance, and I got into the store about a second before she did. The counter is set up so that there is no clear line, but it was obvious that I walked up to the counter before her. There were several employees helping customers, and when the next available employee asked, “May I help you?” it was clear from his confused expression that the other woman - who was behind me - must have made some sort of face as I started ordering . On almost every other day, I would have said, “Oh, I’m sorry” and let her order first. Not that I would actually be sorry, and not that I thought I should let her order first … but because I honestly don’t care if I have to wait another minute or two. As it turned out, she was able to give another employee her order within a matter of seconds after I ordered. But I could tell from the two employees that she had to be making faces at me behind my back. I paid, and she was paying a few seconds behind me. I took my bag, got in the car and left. I had to wait awhile to pull out of my spot & even longer to turn onto the main road. She never left the store the whole time, so she obviously was not in a hurry. I guess something in the universe just told me that today I get to be the one who doesn’t have to play second fiddle. I hope the other lady has a nice day.
TLDR: I decided to put myself first today. I’m not really proud, but sometimes it is okay.
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Today is my daughter’s 28th birthday. I am so proud of her! She’ll be a family doctor in July, and trust me when I say that with her learning style, the memorization part of med school was really tough! She married a true mensch (stand-up guy) and I could not possibly imagine a better partner for life. My heart is bursting!
(as a Teletubby in the Brooklyn Botanical Garden, My girl was LaaLaa on the right.
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In conversation with a couple of 30 somethings…currently in teaching and in the tech industry…this wisdom emerged…‘the line between ineptitude and entitlement is often hard to discern.’
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Final PT appointment yesterday. Having him come to the house was a game changer. For the first time, I kept up religiously with the recommended exercises and stretches. He used some professional equipment, but showed me what things i had on hand to use. Am I all better? No, but I can walk properly up and down the stairs, walk more than down to the mailbox and back, and move around without pain. Time will tell if that one spot ever resolves itself, but where I am now is more than I ever hoped.
A side benefit - thanks to his rec that I try a diet w/o inflammatory foods, I’m down 20 lbs. Fifteen more and I can schedule my reconstruction.
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Wow, I’m thankful this respiratory virus (not COVID) didn’t hit me earlier in our trip. My doctor said I didn’t have an ear infection, but tonight the pain was excruciating, due to pressure from the plane trip yesterday. I seriously thought about going to the ER. The pharmacist suggested Sudafed but it didn’t do much. I finally tried Excedrin since the right side of my head felt like it was going to explode, and that did the trick. Now I just feel like I’ve been run over by a truck but that’s a big improvement! I hope I can work tomorrow.
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Dear Gary the Gopher,
I murdered you today in an epic flood of biblical proportions to your underground lair. You emerged tired and sluggish and I killed you with my shoe. I will not miss you and your little mounds.
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I find many aspects of the current state of media frustrating. Thankfully there are independent journalists like Jonathan M. Katz. In my opinion it takes a special kind of courage to hold powerful people/organizations accountable. I confess when our kids were young, DH and I encouraged writing as an important skill, but not as a career. Props to those investigative journalists who are curious and reject apathy.
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Fingers crossed and best wishes to all our CC kids waiting for their boarding school decisions this week.
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Is there anything worse than the downhill rollercoaster of your favorite pet’s (friend) terminal illness?! (Don’t answer that! I am sure there is. But this is So Hard 
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